It is funny to me how relevant BVB are trying to be. If they soon don’t do something with their music they aren’t going to have fans. They are losing fans and trying everything in this power by having a monthly BVB box and the recent T-shirt thing. They are doing everything to keep fans.
You got Ashley who literally vanished from social media. His last post was over three months ago. The only time he posts is when there is drama and needs to reassure the band isn’t breaking up and how he owns the band. Also the band is a business and without his say so the band will not break up. While throwing shad at Jake and being rude.
Next, we have Andy who is in his own world trying to help animals and saying his wife is amazing and beautiful. He constantly denies mistreatment from Juliet. He makes people pay him to see him proclaim to be a vegan while eating non vegan food on his show. The biggest kicker is he is now going to continue to make people pay for his show. But, have it available for YouTube. Makes no sense.
Then, you have speculations of him joining Scientology. His wife is selling everything on Depop that is hers and his for extreme prices. He is doing his solo project. Plus his movie American Satan and not relaxing. Which leads me to believe he is doing all this stuff to continue with Scientology. Since it isn’t cheap. Leading me on my final thought with him that he is alost sole who truly needs help. But fans have tried to help him. But he in turn calls them sociopaths.
Also we have Jake who is in my opinion doing all the live streams and such to build up his fan base. So then when BVB break up eventually Aelonia can become a thing. He has been starting a lot of drama lately by calling Ashley out when fans won’t stop harassing him about him. He talks about controversial topics such as vaccines. Gets everyone rallied up. I’ve noticed a pattern when the BVB army is dry of drama Jake says something and starts it up. To me it brings me back to him keeping his fan base alive and keeps people talking about him so he stays relevant. This is just my opinion.
Finally I can’t say much about CC and Jinxx. The only thing I can say about Jinxx is he most likely got remarried in secret because his ex wife Sammi Doll posted some pretty angry posts the other week. For CC he is off living his life and being drama free and staying away from it as much as possible.
In conclusion, this band has to be the most immature and dramatic group of people I have seen in a band. Sure other bands have been immature and done stupid things. But, not to this level in my opinion. The bands have generally always publicly apologized and got their respect back. BVB say their dumb, disrespectful stuff and have no remorse and never apologize. They get people to dislike them and resent them. I truly believe this band had potential and they literally threw it away. As someone who has been a fan for 4 years it really saddens me what they have become.
since I'm new to the fandom can you please explain to me what's the story with Sam's forehead in Paris?
heheheh always! to back up just a bit: on Cait’s birthday this past year, October 4th, we got this tweet from Rosie, telling Sam to treat Cait like a queen (which I believe Cait definitely faved and Sam might have?)
cut to Cait’s tweet a little while later thanking everyone for the birthday wishes:
so based on her emoji’s, it’s clear she’s jetting off to Paris to pop open a bottle of champagne with someone she loves and it’s going to make her very very happy. Her and Sam then both vanished from social media at basically the same exact time pretty much, except for Sam posting a picture of a bag of nuts from what looked like a private airplane, or at least first class. things that make you go hMMMMM
And THEN, the next day Cait shows up at the Louis Vuitton fashion show in Paris looking hot AF, Jess tweets Sam a picture of her which Sam quote RT’s and tags Cait in. Not super relevant though we all had a fucking heart attack but also his tweet was REALLY tame and based on what happens next makes me think he saw the outfit before she left the hotel. So then about 2? months later I wanna say, some anon finds these pictures on a website from the after party of the Louis Vuitton show:
^that’s Cait’s back in the leather jacket
look familiar? Same weird hairline, same bump over his eye. I’m like 99.5% sure that it’s Sam. hiding at a Louis Vuitton party with the birthday girl. For some reason I can’t add any more picture to further prove my point but there you go :)
Where is Jack? He completely vanished from his social media platforms… no tweets, no Instagram story, no reblogs on Tumblr, he didn’t even like any Tumblr posts since ‘the video’ was uploaded…
Hell, Anti might be coming for him to get revenge RIGHT NOW and we’re just here chillin and watching the fandom explode!
the clock hanging on the wall, it was not too late to hit the shops. But, you
couldn’t let Jungkook walk outside in a police outfit. People would look at you
weirdly, or worse, having other people to ask. Maybe there would be other officers,
thinking he was at work but slacking off, hanging with you. The boy in front,
were still playing with his baton. His skills were fragile, but he looked like
a kid who found a lightsabre for the first time. It amused you, to see him like
this. A human computer, playing around.
over the possibilities in your closet, there was no way he could wear any of
your clothes. Fishing out your phone, you searched your contacts of possible
guys, that you could get a favour from. It has been ages, since you had been
speaking to any of them. But, there was this one guy. Kim Seokjin, or you preferred
to just call him Jin. He was your manager, when you were an MMA fighter. He was
always there, to get a hang of your schedules. A friend, but disappeared after
you vanished from the media. Tapping on his name, you took a deep breath.
sprinted towards your room, to rummage in your closet. Jungkook was right
behind you, as he walked through the hallway. His eyes caught a room in the
back, with the door barely open. Even squinting his eyes, he couldn’t figure
out what was in the darkness. Curiosity got the best of him, as he walked
towards the room. His hand reached out, to grab the door handle. But your call,
interrupted his investigation.
“Jungkook, come here for a sec” You spoke flatly, with your body half
cramped inside the closet. He obeyed, walking in to see your posture of doggy
style. “Erhm, yes?” He answered,
making you get out of the closet. Your hair was a mess, after your clothes has
been piling on top of you. A pink T-shirt were lazily in your hand, as you took
a deep breath.
“I thought, you could wear this with your
pants. Basically, without the officer shirt, you look like any other dude out
there. But I only have this, because Jin’s favourite colour is pink…” You suggested, holding up the big
T-shirt. Jungkook didn’t hesitate to nod, not knowing why it was a problem. Taking
off the officer accessories, he lifted his shirt. Frankly, your eyes widened
seeing his muscular shape. His defined six pack and tanned skin, made you
almost droll onto the floor. You were paralyzed to see his half naked form,
making him shoot a perplexed look.
“Is something wrong?” He questioned, looking down on his
body. Making you shake your head, leaving your thoughts into a sealed box. “No, here.” You spoke firmly, handling
him the shirt.
thinking further, he put on the shirt. A baby pink, suited him even though for
the colour. He didn’t seem to hate it either, as he looked at himself in the
mirror. He bit onto his lip, twirling around to see the oversize shirt in the
reflection. “I look good” He stated,
as a smile creeped on his lips. “Yeah,
you do..” You commented, still thinking about his muscular body under those
clothes. Your state was interrupted by your rumbling stomach, making you clutch
to the soft flesh.
“Was that, a stomach growl?” He asked curiously, walking over to
you. Blushing of the scene, he gestured a hand for you to take. Grabbing it, he
swiftly lifted you from the ground. His palm was cold, but gradually warmer the
longer you held onto it. The feel of his veins on the back of his hand, made
you get chills. “Yeah, I haven’t eaten
yet” You chuckled, letting go of it. The cold taking over, as you saw his
eyes glister at the sunlight. “You should
eat then!” He suggested enthusiastically, headed towards the kitchen. His
arms looking slimmer, by Jin’s broad shirt. You ran ahead, stopping him from
entering the kitchen, flaying your arms to the side. “WAIT!” You commanded, stopping him in his tracks. His eyes were
widened, and eyebrows knitted of your outburst. Understanding his confusion,
you coughed in response, letting your arms fall to your side. “I mean- We’re going to the mall, getting
you some clothes. I will just get something to eat on the way” You
explained, making his facial features relax. A small chicken nod from him, made
minutes, you went to grab your bag with your belongings. Checking if everything
was okay, as you walked out of the door to have Jungkook follow along. It was
weird, when this was the first time you went outside to shop, with someone
else. Not a lot of friends has been at your place, or gone shopping with you. But
this time, it was for Jungkook.
“Does your system know about fashion?” You questioned, walking alongside.
The sun beaming, with the wind’s breeze hit your neck. There would go some
time, before you would arrive at the shopping centre, so you thought talking
was better than silence. You heard him hum, before his mouth opened. “I know, when clothes are mixed well
together. Master Namjoon wanted it to be a priority” He answered, making
you chuckle. It wasn’t surprising, that the great scientist has done that. Back
in the day, Namjoon didn’t hesitate to ask you to be his photographer, taking
pictures of his well fitted outfit. High school would be boring without him,
not having someone you could have a decent conversation with.
“What does Master Namjoon look like?” He asked curiously, making you furrow
your brows. Were you the first person, that Jungkook have ever met? His oblivious
face, clarified that it was the case. “He
has big lips, dimples, brown eyes, tall, skinny, tan, purple hair and has a
really wide smile.” You tried to visualise it for him, but all he did was
nod along. Maybe, Jungkook couldn’t imagine what his creator looked like.
“Do you feel weird, not knowing who he is?” You asked, but felt regret shut you
up. Jungkook was a robot, and you had no idea if he could mentally ‘feel’
something. Namjoon explained he could feel like a person, with pleasure but not
if he could feel happiness, sadness of any kind. “I have a lot of questions, I want to ask him. But, I can’t. It’s like,
being lost or abandoned. Is that what you meant?” He questioned back,
making your jaw clench. His eyes narrowed, making him seem sad but still
hopeful. Namjoon, was practically a dad for him. But all you could do, was
shrug your shoulders in defence. You had no idea, what he had been installing
in his brain. All you had to do, was fill in the blanks, was this what Namjoon
“Oh we’re here!” You blurted out, standing in front of the
shopping mall. The various of people stepping by, making Jungkook’s eyes follow
along. You hit him on his arm, making him flinch. “Do not stare, that’s rude.” You commented, making him nod again. Even
for your actions, he was nothing but a kid. Following order, as he was
“Let’s go” You spoke gently, walking inside the giant
shopping mall. Lights and signs flashing in his eyes, as he walked by your
side. Bystanders staring, making him gulp to grab your arm. Your faced him,
seeing the shock in his eyes. Chuckling of his behaviour, you put your hand on
his. “It’s fine, you’re safe with me” You
commented, making his shoulders fall. He exhaled, taking his hand away from
you. Girls from afar, were whispering as they saw the handsome boy. Jungkook
noticed the eyes that followed him, making him whisper in your ear; “Why is it rude of me to stare, but not for
at him and after, towards the girls on the bench. A simple eye contact, made
them avoid your gaze. Their rudeness of looking, was noticeable with your harsh
stare. After you assured they didn’t look, you smiled at Jungkook. “It is rude and I think, they won’t stare
for some time again. People sometimes mistake it as a compliment, than being
rude.” You spoke again, making him nod. He loved hearing you speak,
teaching him of the human behaviour. The way of thinking, to be upgraded in his
memory card. “How come you know they won’t
stare for some time again?” He asked, making you answer in the speed of
light. “Because they think we’re a
couple. If they know the guy is taken, then they won’t be trying to chase you.
Even though, some can be ruder by trying anyways… which is disrespectful and
hurting the other person.” You explained, not realising what kind of
information you’re revealing to the boy. He bit onto his lip, unsure if the
next question would invade your privacy, but his curiosity was programmed to
extent higher than a human.
“Have you been hurt before, by someone taking
away your boyfriend?” He asked, making you slower your phase. His question hit you across the
heart, slashing an open wound that you tried to heal. Thinking back, to how
Taehyung played with you and left, for your best friend. The way he looked at
you, the shame that overcame when you weren’t ready to kiss or give away your innocence.
That’s why, he chose your experienced friend, despite his words of ‘I love you’
that was spoken in the phone. Fooling you, like a kid with candy.
were too hard to handle, you scanned the room around you. A black-coloured
store, with mannequins in the window. “Oh
look, a shop! Let’s go there” You hurried, not answering his question.
Jungkook was confused, but followed along as if nothing happened.
were smiling at you, asking if you needed any help. With a nice gesture, you
told them you were fine and were just looking around. Jungkook were on your
side, learning in silence. His eyes landed on rows of clothes, in different colours
from darker to light. Ripped jeans and closed jeans, while shoes were displayed
on the wall. Basically, Jungkook were in dream land for Namjoon. As he looked
around the shop, you hurried to find clothes that you thought looked good. With
the help of a worker, he picked out the newest trend and size. Everything wasn’t
cheap, but Jungkook needed a full supply of clothes. One outfit, wouldn’t be
enough. Asking Jin for more clothes, would only cause problems for yourself.
“Jungkook, I found a lot of stuff. I think you
should try it” You
spoke, holding the bundle of clothes in your arms. Walking over to the boy, who
was staring at something. “What are you
looking at?” You asked, letting your eyes fall on the piece he held in his
hand. It was a pair of boxers, with the print of Iron man.
“What is this? And why is there a man with a
weapon build in his hand?” He spoke, making you giggle of the curiosity he had. Remembering, that
he didn’t need to pee, so did he need boxers too? Thinking for a while, you
decided to let him have a few pairs. You basically, didn’t know if he could sweat
or worse, have wet dreams, thanks to Namjoon. “It’s underwear. A piece of cloth you wear under your clothes. Also,
that is Iron Man. He’s a super hero, kind of like you. He is human, but with
robotic armour, protecting world from evil.” You explained, making his mouth
go in awe. All he heard, was that he is a super hero. Ordering him to pick up a
few pairs of underwear, with print and single black ones, you headed towards
the changing rooms.
Jungkook were changing, you waited outside. Whenever he had trouble with
buttons or how to wear a piece of clothing, you prayed not to droll in front of
his half naked body. Namjoon, did a good job, way too good. When your hand
brushed against his muscles, you felt some type of energy rise inside. “I think black is my colour” He spoke,
making you agree. Everyone, practically looked good in black. But Jungkook,
looked like a model. Letting him try on some more outfits, you left the
changing room. Teaching him, there is something called privacy. A special
bubble, where someone could be alone and not exposed. Walking in on someone
changing, without their permission, would be an example of invading someone’s
privacy. But asking too many questions, of someone’s life at home, could be
invasive. In fact, it all depended on who the person was. Asking for permission,
was a thing he always needed to do.
“Did Iron man save a lot of people?” You heard him behind the curtains,
as he fumbled with some clothes. “I think
so.” You responded, unsure if that’s how the movie went. “Will I save a lot of people, like him?” Another
question, making you bite onto your lip. “I
don’t know, Jungkook. But I hope so.” You whispered, making him hum in
response. You wondered, if he could feel doubt already. If he didn’t learn what
he needed, would he be useless? Would you ever live in peace, without the fear
of Yoongi destroying everything?
“Say, Jungkook. There is a lot of movies about
this Iron man. This weekend, we could watch it? I think you will find a lot in
common with him” You
suggested, making him remove the curtains. The unbuttoned shirt, revealing his
delicate skin, almost gave you a nosebleed. “Really??”
He asked excitedly, making you smile and nod in return. His bunny like
smile, made your knees weak at times. A kid, being excited for something. Jungkook,
was just a big kid.
“I think I’m done now”
making you look inside. Together, you both picked out the clothes he needed and
the ones he didn’t need. There was a huge bundle of clothes, including shoes.
But for Jungkook to look like a regular person, he needed it. Handing the
cashier your credit card, you felt every bit of money slash your pride. It was
expensive, but seeing Jungkook’s happy face of handling the clothes, you couldn’t
help but feel slightly proud.
the mall and back, didn’t take a lot of time. But you enjoyed every bit, when
Jungkook asked about human thinking. What he needed to do, if this happened.
Every scenario possible, that you answered to give light. But teaching him how
to fight, was a whole new level.
wasn’t too far from your place, which meant it was free for you. As for all you
knew, it was rare that people used that place. Gathering some supplies, you
both walked towards the court. Different gears and dummies, were placed on the
grass. Blowing in your whistle, he turned into concentration mode. His speed
were ten times faster, almost like a car. His reflexes were good, but lacking
in stimulation. Hearing would be a problem, if he didn’t concentrate enough.
Every order you gave, he fulfilled. His gaze became manlier, and less like the
kid in the mall. Your high voice, was all he needed when punching against the
dummies. Surprisingly, he was sweating too. Which gave you the impression, that
he was certainly hotter. His sharp exhales and inhales, indicated he could get
exhausted. Writing down on your notes, you examined his moves and further
questions for Namjoon. Seeing him fight, was giving you a loss feeling of
wanting to do it yourself. The way your knuckles hit the material, giving shots
of adrenaline. Every time you taught him a move, he did a perfect recreation.
You could see yourself, in him. The two of you used the day outside, causing
the sun to go down as the lights on the stadium went on.
“Let’s go home, Jungkook. You did great today,
just a few more weeks like this and then we can move on to your other
explained, feeling slightly dizzy as he smiled back. He was obviously proud and
loved being phrased, specially knowing it was helping him. Exiting the stadium,
you felt shots of pain at your abdomen. Clutching to your stomach, you stopped
walking. Kneeling on the pavement, Jungkook rushed to ask for your condition.
The shots of pain that hit like lightning, made you unable to answer fully. “I-I think, I-I forgot to buy food at the
mall” You spoke, gritting your teeth of the stupidity. Jungkook’s jaw
clenched, and letting his arm snake around your body. With a slick movement,
you were in bridal style.
“J-Jungkook!” You blurted out, feeling the heat rise to your
cheeks. His sweaty chest against your palm, as you smelled the scent of sweat
and fruit. “You’re hungry and in pain. I’m
going to carry you home.” He stated, making you feel flustered in his arms.
“No ‘buts’. I’m not
letting you down, before we’re at the front door.” He finished, shutting you up in one go. The
flashes of pain, gradually disappeared when all you could think, was how you
felt the beat of his heart.
inside, Jungkook settled you on the couch. A light grunt escaped the back of
his throat, making you feel a heat build in your chest. A finger was held in front
of your face, as he silently ordered you to sit still. You gulped in response,
while he walked towards the kitchen. The stain of sweat on the back of his pink
shirt, showing off the hard work he put into the training. The abandoned feel
of his grip on your body, was vibrating. His beating heart, exhales and inhales
imprinted against your hands. Within a few minutes, he was back with
sandwiches. Peanut butter, banana and Nutella was neatly placed in front, on
the couch table. His smile that made your vision clear, as his breath hit your
“This is what I could make, but when I have
finished a shower, I can cook some proper food” He spoke gently, making you nod. His actions
made you speechless, with the sight of his sweaty fringe sticking to his
forehead. “Thank you, Jungkook” You
muttered lightly, making him chuckle. The bunny teeth shown, as he ruffled your
running through your hair, as you were fixated on his facial expression. His
smile disappeared, but he looked calm. Coming closer, he bended down to your
eye level. His brown orbs were directed at you, sending flashes of electricity
through your veins. His face coming closer, making you close your eyes. Your
mind was clouded, not knowing what to do. Hearing and feeling him only millimetres
away, with the sound of his breath against your ear. Chills ran down your
spine, as he took a sniff of your hair. Your eyes shut closer, feeling every
exhale hit the silky strands.
“You should take a shower afterwards, but get
something to eat first. I’ll call you when I’m finished…” He ordered, making your eyes flutter
open. His hand was letting go of your hair, seeing the strands run through between
his fingers. Turning his back on you, he walked away to the bathroom. His
posture and muscles visible through the shirt, were making you feel excited,
yet confused. Nothing made sense, at least not now.
the sandwich, you loved the taste and how it made your stomach cheer. The first
you have gotten to eat, since you met Jungkook. Hours without food, was
practically suicide for you. You heard the sound of a door open and heavy
steps, making you stop chewing. Seeing Jungkook with a confused state, with
only a towel wrapped around his hips. His skin glistering because of the sweat
and his veins popping, while he held two bottles in his hands. “We forgot to buy shampoo and stuff. Can I borrow
from you?” He requested, but you couldn’t answer. It was too much, in one
day with the nakedness. You sent him a thumb up, making him smile and walk back
to take a shower. Your heart was pumping, at the sight of this beauty.
“This… is going to be some long seven months…” You murmured, clutching to your
BLACKPINK REACTION: Their GF being attacked by a fan and stuck in emergency care/ICU because of it
Jennie: After this unfortunate event, Jennie will hire more bodyguards. She wants everything perfectly safe for when you get back from the hospital. The concern she has with you will be so great that sometimes she will forget her own work.
Jisoo: She is a cute human being, she is kind, she loves her fans, but what this “fan” did to you hurt her feelings. She loves you too and this time you need her then, obviously, she’ll be there for you. Jisoo will sleep at the hospital if you need someone to keep an eye on you, that’s why she will “vanish” from the media, letting her real fans worried. She will only show up to her fans when you are 100% fine.
Rosé: No one has ever seen her so angry. She will keep a murderous look in her eyes when she sees the one who attacked you. Rosé will also post a big message to her fans, telling them that those who do not support your relationship should at least keep respect. And even when she’s working, her head will come back to you because she’s worried and wants you to get better soon. The hospital will be your second home.
Lisa: Even if you are getting better, Lisa will cry every night because she feels guilty. For her, it’s her fault that you are in a hospital. Once you’re fine, Lisa will not let you go somewhere where there might be a lot of Blinks because she’s afraid someone will try to hurt you again.
hey hey hey pal are you an east coasterd? or at least how many hours are you suffering to watch voltron
I’m on the east coast! I’m waiting until 6pm tomorrow to watch S3, because that’s when my sister gets home from work. I’m almost finished a new video and need to concentrate on that BUT I CANNOT FOCUS? I AM SCREAMING?? As soon as 3am hits I am vanishing from social media I REFUSE TO GET SPOILED >:U
Times like these, I just stay off Twitter and avoid drama because I know in my heart that I’m stanning 5 amazingly talented girls who just have had the misfortune of being caught in the most soul-sucking situation, which, as humans, they’re bound to react in the most human and normal way. One, chose to find her happiness, and the others, trapped in a hopeless situation, chose to make the best out of their own chaos, and rise from it.
Both sides have learned from their mistakes, they’re trying to move on, I’ve seen them grow, and like I said, I’m happy to stan all 5 of them.
They’ve all had their human responses, they reacted the way any person would react if one was hurt.
The same way that Camila is allowed to tell her story (her past articles/interviews, and her album), I’d like to hope that 5h is also allowed to tell their experiences, to share their journey and their truth without being accused of SIMPLY trying to shade. Aren’t they allowed to share how they felt at that moment?
Should they remain silent, while Camila had the opportunity to share her struggles (not to mention, the opportunity to get out of it, backed up by her label and her team), just so they could spare everyone else’s (Camila and the fandom) sensitivities? What about their own feelings? Aren’t they humans too?
I’m not saying either side are faultless. I think they all made mistakes. They were kids, they’ve hurt each other. Let’s not add in to the drama, instead, let’s help them heal, and in turn, also heal this fandom. Let’s not add in to this chaos.
Camila was forgiven (at least by me. I know not all) for leaving them, because she deserves the right to her happiness and mental freedom, the least we could all do is allow the girls to share their own experiences. Sometimes, sharing your experiences don’t necessarily mean you’re shading, sometimes, it’s just catharsis. And they’ve stayed silent before this. I think they’re speaking from a point where they’re simply looking back. Like a person who has finally moved on and trying to be happy, and just sharing a past experience which has made that person stronger.
Maybe they weren’t trying to shade Camila. Maybe they were simply telling their own story, which just so happened that Camila was directly involved with. Sometimes, words could easily be misconstrued. Especially if they chose not to use poetic words and vague context which is admittedly easier to hear and digest.
It could also be easily manipulated. I don’t think Billboard (or any other issue) deserves this kind of reactions from us. We know how that shit goes. It’s meant to stir things up.
Let’s ignore the people adding in to the drama (Dinah’s aunt, Perez, the -izers). They’re irrelevant.
Let’s just stay calm.
Fact remains, I feel their hearts. I don’t claim to know them personally, but I choose to focus on what they represent, and that’s why I don’t wanna disrespect the group I have spent a chunk of my time for and dismiss all of the positivity they have imparted in my life and let it vanish simply because of media and marketing ploys.
I love 5H: Ot4 and Camila.
Feeding on the drama isn’t helping anybody but the ones making money off of it.
(So, no. I’m sorry I’m not posting any anons. Sorry, I’m staying out of this drama. I just wanted to share my view. Now I’m sliding back down the rabbit hole.)
Can you think of anything that we as a fandom can do for Jo? I feel really bad that all of this has happened to her :(
[NOTE: this is the only anon about this I’ll be answering and I’m not taking any more, whether of the “ooh what drama did i miss” variety or the “fuck you for liking someone i don’t like” variety, so if you’re hunting for scoop you’ll need to get the notes from a classmate, Mom’s tapping out.]
You are a kind and sweet person for asking this! I think sending positive messages to her on Twitter is nice. It’s really wearying to see “kill yourself” and “die, bitch” in your mentions over and over, and drowning it out with positivity helps a little. I imagine she’ll be taking a step back from social media for a little bit, but if you send a nice tweet or message, she’ll get it and she’ll appreciate it.
But honestly I think the most important thing we can do - not just to make one person feel better, but to make the fandom a better place - is to start being really, deeply honest with ourselves about whether the words we use and the way we treat others contribute to making this fandom a kinder, or a crueler, place. There’s always a lot of finger-pointing when an episode of bullying or harassment or drama erupts - “that was a different ship,” “we don’t claim those people,” “my friends weren’t part of that” - which can be really convenient ways to dodge complicity in the overall culture we may well be part of helping to create.
It is perfectly okay to disagree. It is perfectly okay not to like people. There are certainly people in this fandom I disagree with and that I don’t like. No one is saying we all have to feel the same way about everything, or that your opinions aren’t valid. My opinion is that I fucking love Jo Garfein. I’ve hung out with her. I’ve had drinks with her. I’ve dished with her. I’ve had long off-the-record conversations with her about some of the things she’s done to make this fandom better, and this show better, that people will never know about, because she didn’t do them to get the credit, she did them because she has a good heart.
If people don’t want to like Jo, they don’t have to. I’m not their mother, and I don’t get to choose their friends. But it’s one thing to disagree with someone - about ships, about characters, about something they said that you didn’t like - and it’s another to wish them active harm, or to perpetuate it.
So if you, sweet Anon, or anyone reading this, feel badly about Jo getting hate today and want to know how to help, here’s the big question: what are you doing right now, right here, right where you are, to stop it happening to the next person in this fandom who will get hate for something? Or the one after that, or the one after that?
How are you stepping up in the corner of the fandom that belongs to you, that’s within your sphere of influence, and trying to make the world a little better?
When it’s your friends, your ship, your fandom doing the attacking do you step in, or sit on the sidelines?
Do you laugh when your friends drag people?
Do you reblog or retweet mean-spirited subtweets so the person they’re about will see them?
Are your words kind?
Do you communicate on Twitter and Tumblr with a clear knowledge that behind every one of those profiles is a real human being who can be hurt by your words (yes, even people you can’t stand)?
Do you “defend” your fave or show how hard you stan by how forcefully you can attack antis and how much praise from your own fandom you get for it?
Is there a part of you that believes, deep down, that people from different ships are “the enemy” or even just “the other side,” even if you’re all fans of the same TV show?
If someone fucks up - which they will do, because they’re human, because maybe they’re young, because maybe they’re learning, because maybe they had a terrible day, because fucking up is something that every single one of us does on the regular, even me, even you - do you call them out with patience and respect, the way you’d want to be called out if it was you who made the mistake? Or do you get excited about the chance to show someone just how wrong they were, so you feel powerful, so you feel right?
Do you ever ever use “kill yourself” or “kick the chair” or “die” as casual insults, perpetuating violent language that is deeply triggering to people who are survivors of suicide or self-harm (their own or someone else’s)?
As someone who is proud to call Jo a friend, I can say with one hundred percent certainty that the thing she wants is for this entire fandom to be a kinder place. It is shitty that Jo has to deal with the level of negativity she gets on a regular basis, but when she tells people to choose kindness, she’s not just saying “don’t hurt my personal feelings.” She’s talking about a shift in culture. She understands how that kind of toxicity poisons the well for the entire fandom. It creates fear and anxiety among the cast about spending time with fans, because they don’t know how people will react. It causes them to vanish from social media, because none of them want to accidentally say the wrong thing and have a hundred people yelling in their mentions. It takes the joy out of being able to geek out about a thing that we love because we all spend so much time trying to avoid the drama, or we can’t resist being sucked into it, and then it takes over our lives. It makes us all anxious. It makes us all meaner. It makes us all look at the fandom as divided into an “us” and a “them,” which shapes our every single interaction.
So for anyone wondering how to help, that’s how to help. We could all be a little more honest with ourselves - and I say “we” here because I do this too, we all do this - about what kind of fandom we’re creating with the words we say and the way we treat people.
I’m not directing these comments at you, Anon; you asked a simple question but it has a more complicated answer. You are kind and you asked a kind question and that, in itself, means a lot. It means a lot that you see a person who is feeling like crap because they had to deal with internet hate today and that your first response is to ask if there’s anything you can do to make that person feel better. And there definitely is, but we all have to jump in and pull our weight. We all have to choose, every day, with every interaction, whether we want to be kind, or not. So let’s choose kindness. Not just right now, not just because there was drama today and we feel bad about it in this one particular instance, not just for the sake of one person, but for the sake of how the hell we’re going to get through hiatus when it’s only day eight and we’re already eating each other alive. Let’s choose kindness for the sake of making this fandom a better place to exist, for everybody.
Just sitting here thinking about how Briana and her family literally didn't exist before BG. So we couldn't find anything on them from before. Just thinking about how that's probably not even their real last name and if we knew their real name we would stumble upon a whole pile of incriminating information. Don't mind me.
There’s a few stuff, but they whipped a lot. Like B’s social media vanished from Earth. Her old ig was deleted completely and everything linked to her name gone. That before bg happened… Makes you think
~Consider “vanishing” for a week or so. Not too long so no one forgets about you, but just enough that people start wondering. That way the next time you talk to someone it’ll make more of an impression. And when asked what you were up to be aloof. Respond with a “oh I dunno stuff I guess.” Something along those lines.
~Join a random club or find a new hobby that doesn’t exactly fit “who you are”. It’ll be different, new, even weird to people, which will get them interested//curious. They wanna know more about you, but you can’t let them.
~If someone asks for your favorite color or food don’t hold that back, you don’t need to try and keep everything a mystery. That’ll get easily annoying, like you’re trying too hard.
~If it’s obvious that you’re being “interrogated” be aloof! Again, just act distant. Short, simple answers. Yes or no’s, a few maybes, I dunnos, perhaps, probablys. You get the idea.
~When asked a deep, personal question about yourself, turn it back to the person asking. “Why? Are you?”
~Never admit you’re fears, what’s the point in that? So the other person has an opportunity to embarrass or hurt you? Redirect the question back to them or say you aren’t scared of anything.
~Keep people guessing. Be spontaneous.
~Be zen! It’s very hard to maintain your cool in situations where your buttons are being pressed. And seeing someone who’s so in control of their emotions is attractive and mysterious. Like nothing gets to them, as if they are insanely strong or in touch with themselves. I dunno if I’m just rambling here but at least that’s how I view others.
~Maintain eye contact and give little smirks instead of huge toothy smiles.
~When out in public don’t be so loud. Don’t try to draw so much attention by being extremely obnoxious and loud. It makes it seem like you’re trying to prove something.
~Try and speak less and less day by day. Speak with your eyes.
~Think before you speak. You might unintentionally reveal something about yourself.
~Do this over a good period of time. Whatevers comfortable to you, but not immediately if it’s too out of character for you. It’ll leave people with the impression that you’re trying to hard to change or prove a point.
Felix not true Meghan is so popular - her numbers on Google Trends are down - Harry is up. She is a drag on him not doing anything for him popularity wise. She can only get public interest when attached to him. Opinions do not count - the data does - she is not a popular public figure Harry is.
Correct Harry is the public figure as everyone knows him around the world and till this day most don’t know the name of his GF and what she looks like. So she is nobody and once this is over she will vanish quickly after the media are finished with her.
Pictured above are 6 young women who each inexplicably went missing in Ireland between the years 1993-1998. Each case shares similarities in the way that the victims are young females who all disappeared in the same geographical location, since labelled Ireland’s Vanishing Triangle by the media. Despite a monetary reward for any information relating to the whereabouts of these girls, they have never been found. It is widely believed that the disappearances were the result of an undetected serial killer being active during this time, and in fact their bodies may well be buried in the same area but remain undiscovered.
I personally think that the vast majority of the youngest generations of white people (80’s, 90’s and 00’s kids) are educated, friendly and aware of how wrong racism is. I think they unfairly get a bad rap from their parents/grandparents generations, where it was okay and socially acceptable to segregate people and/or say the most absurd things and we all know that the older somebody gets, the more they refuse to change. So, as long as these young white people teach their children to never discriminate and so on we will be fine. Of course there are still some crazy ass kids who think their race is superior, but they have no voice/support from the media (which is a big deal already). We need to remain together and make them all vanish away.
A woolly penis once again makes AIDS a subject. “Liebe, Sex & Aids” – a book from which every penny goes to charity.
For several years now, the subject of AIDS has more or less vanished from the media. Reason enough to once again make a statement of the subject: the book “Liebe, Sex & Aids”.
An object from Bernhard Willhelm plays the leading role: a knitted willy warmer. Five guys – between the ages of 18 and 28 – have the other lead roles and play around with the knitted “thing”. Each of them takes it into their own world, dealing with the “cover” in his very own manner: naive, cool, playful, reserved.
The photographer, Kira Bunse, portrayed this session, capturing each of the five guys and the way they deal with, and handle, this alien object. The photos reflect the respective personalities, each individual photograph seemingly harbouring a secret – the secret behind the actual relationship of the person with the knitted prick. The toy is treated in a reticent, open or condescending manner, as one would expect with a “woolly condom”. But how exactly does one handle a “woolly condom”? These images make an unusually personal statement. Because we know the feeling, because reluctance is perfectly normal and because condoms are still not something we classify as normal. Or are they?
The photo session is followed by a discussion. A discussion between people, who have grown up knowing about AIDS, and those who in their youth were surprised by the existence of AIDS. It is about life, love, condoms and fears, and portrays – in authentic situations – the playful and simultaneously serious thoughts and feelings of the five guys as well as others. A blend of photos and discussion excerpts create an impressive insight into the minds of some young people of our times and their feelings and thoughts on the subject of AIDS. The idea for this book arose from the realisation, and necessity, to bring the subject of AIDS back into the public conscience.
You know what I'm looking forward to most when NS falls?
Watching those certain louder NS shippers (whom I will not say, but we all can name at least 2 off the top of our heads) either completely scramble for justification, say it was just to please the fans, call Kishimoto a terrible writer, or just completely vanish from all social media. I will look forward to their struggles and excuses. I will look forward and I will laugh, laugh, and laugh.
I am tired and I am angry. But I am also dedicated. Even after this vanishes from the media, I will keep talking about racism, I will keep dismantling the lies that have built a system that allows oppression to be justified and ingrained in the system.